Audra:
Thank you so much for taking the time to send a message and share with me a brief glimpse into your life experience! None of us can truly understand what you've been through since your accident at such a young age. But, we can learn from you and your story of, not only survival as my poem suggests, but of success and being, as you put it, a fruitful human being of the world. Please continue to write and share your experiences! Loneliness is too common nowadays and I can only empathize and assume how much more profound it can be in the lives of those who have suffered a life-changing SCI.
Best Wishes,
Doug.
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Pat:
To say that I'm speechless doesn't even begin to express the feelings I have after receiving and reading your thoughtful and encouraging message! I'm so pleased that the passion I have for my career, and especially for the daily triumphs of the wonderful patients I get to work with, came across in my poem. I, of course like so many others, find you to be the summit of the mountain on which I'm trying to climb in my poetry journey. I love all of your work! You have such a beautiful, clear and concise way of sharing your life with us. You motivate, inspire, welcome and transport the reader in a way like no other. I truly hope you know that you taking the time to write such an endearing message means so much to this novice poet and validates that I'm at least on the right track in my process of learning, writing and sharing. Thanks again!
Best,
Doug.
I hope and pray you do indeed get at least 50 years with your other half.
Thank you for your lovely comment about my writing. It means a great deal. Very best wishes, Ann.
Patricia, you are always so kind and understanding - your comments mean a great deal to me.
I was hit by a car when I was 3 and a 1/2 years old and I had to grow up in a walking world Over 49 years ago when I got hurt it wasn't easy I was made fun of a lot and my parents work hard with me to go on and to be a fruitful human being of the world. My dad always told me you might have to sit on your butt to draw a paycheck but you don't literally have to sit on your butt.
I graduated from school I went 2 years of college. I worked at Walmart for 20 years and did a Walmart International and national commercial in 1995.
Everyday is a road encouraged to be a survivor and to just make it one more day I don't know what reason I'm here. For I've come to deaths door more Xs but death never answer the door.
The utmost thing that's sad in SCI PPL is the loneliness. it's somehow so bad that makes 1 want to throw in the towel. This poem touched my heart & soul. I must say I'm a writer & written poems about loss & being an SCI person. Thank you kindly & I encourage you to read mine.
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This poem is so eloquently and simply written that it defies words to describe it. It captures and seals in real time - the feeling of loss, sorrow, love, and longing to be a "Mum." An only son - gone! There is no greater loss than to outlive one's children. This poem helps you to feel that loss from the beginning and for a lifetime. So well done and it applies to those with estranged sons (and daughters) as well. Her expressions are so precise, therapeutic, and authentic that you will feel every inch of her pain. Powerfully written from the heart, mind, and soul.
It was soothing - as I was looking for poetic words to honor the elderly. It did not quite evoke the kind of heartfelt emotional response I was looking for in a Maya Angelou poem. But as always, this poem does move you and make you "think" about the realities of becoming old. I was looking for the more romantic version of aging
I agree with every word in this poem - well said. Very best wishes, Ann
Everyone at school is mean to me I don't know why it doesn't even matter how hard I try.
I agree with Athena your poem is 100% the best.
Oh Ann, So simplistic but so powerful. Your words, so genuinely felt, made my heart ache. I tend to ramble on trying to get my feelings across and not being able to explain my self without bombarding the reader with words. But you have the talent to reveal your deepest pain to us in a handful of words. When I read the very last verse, I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. You so easily used your words to slowly reveal the honest depth of your pain. Life can be beautiful but yet so unbearably cruel. How wonderful to have the gift of true, abiding love with someone, to know them inside out, to grow through your differences as people and have the most beautiful connection as human beings, a connection that turns 2 hearts into one. But my God, to lose that half of yourself, to almost be half dead, I can't even fathom that kind of pain. Thank you for making the rest of us privy to your broken heart with your words and then give that gift to us.
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